From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #285 Reply-To: eda-thoughts@smoe.org Sender: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk eda-thoughts-digest Wednesday, August 2 2000 Volume 03 : Number 285 * If you ever wish to unsubscribe, send an email to * eda-thoughts-digest-request@smoe.org with ONLY * the word unsubscribe in the body of the email * . * PLEASE :) when you reply to this digest to send a post TO the list, * change the subject to reflect what your post is about. A subject * of Re: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: (no subject) [Glo20000@aol.com] ET: (no subject) [Glo20000@aol.com] ET: (no subject) [Glo20000@aol.com] Re: ET: (no subject) [Zaria2@aol.com] ET: The Ghost and the Angel(poem) ["Seth D. Fulmer" ] ET: poem [shell ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Tue, 1 Aug 2000 18:18:28 EDT From: Glo20000@aol.com Subject: ET: (no subject) REMOVE ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 1 Aug 2000 18:18:40 EDT From: Glo20000@aol.com Subject: ET: (no subject) END ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 1 Aug 2000 18:18:53 EDT From: Glo20000@aol.com Subject: ET: (no subject) take me off the damn list!!!! ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 1 Aug 2000 20:07:22 EDT From: Zaria2@aol.com Subject: Re: ET: (no subject) What is it they say? Ignorance is bliss? =) ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 01 Aug 2000 20:42:33 -0400 From: "Seth D. Fulmer" Subject: ET: The Ghost and the Angel(poem) Hey all, Just a small babble session in my mind. Doesn't really do justice to the potency of my thoughts right now but it'll have to do. If ya have any questions or comments, let me know and I'll answer anything. Also if you don't wanna receive my poems, let me know and it'll be done :) Take cares and Have a Great Day! :o) -Seth ================================================ The Ghost and the Angel by Seth D. Fulmer 8/1/00 The ghost says to me "She loves you, what's the matter?" I told the ghost back It's not her but my past that haunts me every second The ghost is too sweet and looks just like her She even kisses me deeply as if she were sitting right next to me I asked for her to kiss me again She refused but that's alright I know she's just a ghost and the real thing will come in time She sat there and held me and asked me what was wrong as she handed me a bottle of alcohol Yes I need to be liquored up My life is confusing at best and sometimes absolute hell at worst I love her all the freakin time and miss her even more frequent and when I'm not worrying about her I'm upset about something else, not her My parents, my sister, my grades, or worse Laughter from the neighbors when I drop my keys in the dark Well screw all those idiots! I don't really care about them She is my princess; my light in my tunnel The ghost when she's far away The Angel when she's here My God I love her when she's in my arms ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 1 Aug 2000 18:24:51 -0700 (PDT) From: shell Subject: ET: poem Chain And she was so amazing awe-inspiring like those... Angels of mercy that are so amazing and beautifully complex that you just can't help but look at her... and all you could possibly manage to say, is... Wow... Because the thought that a woman, a phenom like her, could be loving me, just as I love her, is almost too much to bear. She's beautiful. She was so perfect for me. She was so perfect. She was always there with a hug when I wanted one, and she never failed to wow me by just saying I love you. So yet again, the question arizes as to why, why on earth, did I let her go? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Comments, questions and concerns welcome with arms wide open. Court Buhg _______________________________________________________ Say Bye to Slow Internet! http://www.home.com/xinbox/signup.html ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 1 Aug 2000 18:30:44 -0700 (PDT) From: shell Subject: ET: poem Untitled, but for the guy with the six-sided hat of death. He knows who he is. Fear Realizing you really are the one with less power. Hurt Feeling someone used that against you. Wonder Equal and opposite reaction, to Mystery Not knowing about what on earth makes him so...him, and yet, still finding myself so curious enough not to care. Feel free to comment! :) Court Buhg "You're the one with the jet pack strapped to your back, ready to go" _______________________________________________________ Say Bye to Slow Internet! http://www.home.com/xinbox/signup.html ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V3 #285 **********************************